184: Everyone's shocked

A Second-Rank Alchemist? So young?

Jia Xingtian's surprise grew even more intense.

To reach the Second-Rank before the age of twenty truly qualified one as a top genius in the Gama Empire.

But this Mo Yuhan, from his appearance alone, seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Just as he was about to speak, Nalan Jie, standing nearby, burst into loud laughter, his voice clear and resonant, spreading throughout the entire venue:

"Hahaha! Elder Jia, please don't listen to the little princess's one-sided story; it's just children playing around!"

Nalan Jie took a step forward, cupped his hands towards Jia Xingtian in the air, his tone filled with genuine admiration, "This Young Friend Mo Yuhan is not only a Second-Rank Alchemist but also this old man's lifesaver.

The Blight Poison within this old man, which even Pill King Gu He was powerless against, was completely removed by his astonishing methods!"

Nalan Jie's voice was full of vigor, brimming with gratitude and praise, instantly overshadowing Princess Yao Yue's "accusation."

"What?!"

This time, even Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong, two Dou Huang powerhouses who had seen their share of storms, were simultaneously moved and changed color.

They all knew about Nalan Jie's Blight Poison.

That thing was incredibly insidious, deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and had plagued him for many years; even Gu He, a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, admitted it was tricky and could only barely suppress it.

It was actually completely cured by this young man who looked to be under twenty years old?!

And judging by Nalan Jie's tone, it seemed he had used some special and powerful method? This was simply unbelievable!

Hai Bodong's cold gaze, like a tangible ice pick, instantly locked onto Mo Yuhan, his eyes sharp as knives, as if he wanted to see through him from the inside out.

He recalled that in the dilapidated map shop in Stone Desert City, when he was with that Xiao Family boy, he had praised the Xiao Family boy as a monster, but he hadn't expected the Xiao Family boy to actually give a wry smile and shake his head, mentioning a ten-year-old child named Mo Yuhan, who was even more monstrous than him.

Moreover... there seemed to be an aura about this Mo Yuhan that made him feel inexplicably familiar yet subtly wary? Was it an illusion?

Jia Xingtian's gaze towards Mo Yuhan also completely changed; it was no longer that of looking at an ordinary young talent, but filled with scrutiny,Pay attention to, and an indescribable sense of inquiry.

To be able to remove Nalan Jie's Blight Poison, this child's alchemy skills were probably far from a simple Second-Rank; perhaps there was an unknown inheritance or secret behind him.

So young...

"Not only that!"

Nalan Jie seemed to feel that this shock was not enough; he stroked his beard, his words designed to shock, his voice suddenly rising, filled with immense admiration and a hint of showing off, "Young Friend Mo's alchemy skills are not only extraordinary, but his Dou Qi cultivation is even... Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi!!!"

Boom—!!!

It was like a divine thunderclap exploding in everyone's ears!

"Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi?!"

"My heavens! How old is he? He looks seventeen or eighteen at most, right?"

"Second-Rank Alchemist... Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi... How... how is this possible?! Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it wouldn't be possible!"

"Grandpa Nalan said it himself, how could it be false? That Mu Zhan was crippled by a single palm earlier... Hiss..."

The crowd below instantly erupted.

It was like a ladle of cold water poured into a boiling oil pot.

Everyone was so stunned by this information that they felt dizzy, almost unable to believe their ears.

Exclamations, gasps, and incredulous discussions converged into a single roar! Even those well-informed Dou Ling powerhouses showed looks of horror.

Liu Ling, in particular, trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.

His face instantly turned ashen, his lips quivered, and his body uncontrollably trembled slightly.

Although he had guessed that Mo Yuhan was a Great Dou Shi, he never expected him to truly be a Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi.

This strength was enough to utterly crush Liu Ling by ten streets; a cold sense of despair instantly seized him!

Jia Xingtian's benevolent smile completely froze.

His pair of gentle, deep old eyes widened, staring intently at the calm black-robed young man below, as if to see through him from the inside out, even his soul.

His snow-white beard trembled slightly due to extreme shock, and he pointed at Mo Yuhan, his voice rising several octaves due to excitement, even with a slight crack: "Nalan Jie! What did you say?! Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi?! How old is he?! You... you haven't gone senile, have you?!"

Hai Bodong's cold pupils also suddenly constricted to the size of needlepoints.

When they first met in Stone Desert City, what did the Xiao Family boy say? What cultivation level was this boy surnamed Mo?

Dou Zhe? Or Dou Shi?

He remembered that at that time, he was only said to be a Dou Shi.

How much time had passed since then?

Half a year? A year? Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi?!

This speed... was simply unheard of.

He was truly a monster among monsters.

A strong desire for inquiry and a deep sense of wariness arose in his heart.

Princess Yao Yue was also completely dumbfounded, her amethyst-like eyes wide, her small mouth forming a cute O-shape, almost dropping the juice cup in her hand.

She only knew that Mo Yuhan was a Great Dou Shi and had crippled Mu Zhan with one palm, but she wasn't sure of his specific star level.

Now, hearing the words "Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi" was like a heavy hammer striking her heart.

She finally understood why Mo Yuhan had been so indifferent to her... He had such heaven-defying capital.

Her previous arrogance, in his eyes, was probably like a clown performing.

Princess Yao Yue's small face instantly flushed crimson, half from shame and anger, half from a deep sense of defeat.

Nalan Jie looked at Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong's shocked and discomposed expressions, feeling secretly pleased, as refreshed as if he had drunk iced plum juice on a hot summer day.

He stroked his beard, continuing to add to the shock, his tone carrying a hint of triumph: "Absolutely true! Elder Jia, if you don't believe it, you can personally investigate.

Young Friend Mo, just now at this old man's mansion, with a casual palm strike, crippled that Dou Shi Peak boy from the Mu family, Mu Zhan. That Mu Zhan, among Dou Shi Peak, can be considered fierce, can't he?"

Crippling a Dou Shi Peak with a casual palm strike!

This was undoubtedly another heavy blow.

It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Jia Xingtian's gaze towards Mo Yuhan could no longer be described as just shocked; it was as if he was looking at an ancient fierce beast cub wearing human skin.

Such a young Peak Three-Star Da Dou Shi, with such fierce and terrifying combat power, and also possessing superb alchemy skills that could even remove the Blight Poison that even Gu He was powerless against... What kind of divine being was this child?

Could it be a closed-door disciple nurtured by some reclusive Old freak with countless heavenly treasures? Or... was he a peerless genius from some super force in the Central Plains?

Jia Xingtian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves of shock in his heart, his gaze towards Mo Yuhan became extremely solemn, even carrying a hint of equal dialogue, his tone filled with admiration:

"Young Friend Mo... truly is... a formidable young man! A heaven-blessed genius! For the Gama Empire to produce such an astonishing figure as Little Friend, it is truly a great fortune for the Empire!"

This evaluation had already reached its peak.

Hai Bodong also spoke coldly, his voice still carrying a hint of ice, but with less aloofness and indifference, and more recognition and inquiry: "Boy, you... are very good."

However, the doubts in his heart deepened even further.

This boy's rapid progress definitely meant he possessed an astonishing secret.

And that faint, familiar yet wary aura about him... What exactly was it? Could it really be a strange flame? More than one kind?

Facing the undisguised shocked gazes of the two Dou Huang powerhouses and the countless gazes from below—some reverent, some envious, some fanatical, some complex—Mo Yuhan's expression remained calm and unruffled, as if all this praise had nothing to do with him.

He slightly cupped his hands towards Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong in the air, his tone indifferent: "Elder Jia, Old Hai, you flatter me. This junior merely has better luck."

Ya Fei clung tightly to him, her voluptuous body almost melting into his embrace, feeling his calm-as-a-mountain, unperturbed, extraordinary demeanor, her peach blossom eyes filled with an unresolvable pride and fervent love.

Her red lips drew close to Mo Yuhan's earlobe, and she whispered in a seductive, almost panting voice that only they could hear: "Little one... your performance tonight truly makes this older sister love you to death... When we go back later, this older sister will properly... reward you..."

The suggestive words and warm breath made Mo Yuhan's earlobe subtly warm, almost imperceptibly.